Making harassing phone calls to girls' dormitories

Chapter 12

"Tell us quickly what happened inside, and how you got out." Jiang Yu used her professional police skills to try and glean key information from Liu Bin's fragmented explanation.

"Is that all?" After listening to Liu Bin's account, Li Ke really felt like giving him a good beating.

"Yes. All I know is that when I woke up, Xu Xian said something that Wu Xi wasn't Wu Xi saying, and then told me to take good care of Liu Quan. Not long after, Wu Xi started chanting some strange things, and then the wind started blowing, and then we came back." Liu Bin said blankly.

"It seems we need to hurry to Shaolin Temple to find Master Yuanyin. I think Xu Xian sent them back because he knew there was danger there, so he must have reached some kind of agreement with Wu Xi to ensure their safe return. I don't believe that agreement would be in Xu Xian's favor. Therefore, Xu Xian must be in danger now," Jiang Yu analyzed worriedly.

“Okay, Liu Bin and I will go together. Captain Jiang, you stay here and keep watch. But remember, don’t do anything reckless. We’ll be back by tomorrow morning at the latest. Make sure to wait for us to return before taking any action.” Li Ke trusted that Jiang Yu would know what he was doing, so he felt at ease leaving him here. However, he was indeed worried about whether it was the right thing to do to put Jiang Yu in such a dangerous place.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of myself." Jiang Yu patted Li Ke on the shoulder. In her eyes, the boys in front of her were all real men. She believed they could live up to her expectations and complete their mission.

Inside the basement, Xu Xian was unaware that the group on the ground had gone to fetch reinforcements. He and Lu Shaohuai remained facing each other.

"Alright, I have fulfilled your request."

"I know you're a person of your word," Xu Xian said sincerely.

"Can you tell me why you think Xinrui made those gestures?"

"Because I know that in Yunnan's witchcraft, besides black witchcraft, there is also white witchcraft. Black witchcraft is used to control people's souls, while white witchcraft controls people's minds."

"What does this have to do with those gestures?"

“Originally, I also thought that since Miss Peng’s soul was sealed and her spiritual power was transferred to you, she shouldn’t have the ability to break the seal and create those gestures. However, my companion’s near-death experience has always puzzled me. Why is it that all those who have separated their souls die without pain, but Zhang Xiaodi and Liu Bin suffered immense pain, and their souls even ended up in this basement? Yet, they were saved in the end because a gray-haired person opened the basement door for them. Think about it. Would someone who has never failed in killing with the soul-separation technique make such a mistake? Therefore, I’m convinced that their experiences weren’t committed by the same person, but by different people trying to hint at something to someone who understands the secret. I’ve assumed that person is me. So, what does it want to tell me? What do you think it wants to tell me?” Xu Xian countered Lu Shaohuai’s question.

"Could it be telling you that it's impossible to forcibly manipulate the limbs into a desired shape after the soul has left the body? Instead, you need to use mental incantations to infuse the desired movements into the deceased's final consciousness so that the deceased can present the final posture of death?" Lu Shaohuai followed Xu Xian's words and provided the answer. "Who is that white-haired man?"

"Hehe, it's Miss Peng." Xu Xian didn't want to keep him in suspense, so he said it directly.

"She, she should be dressed as a young married woman. How come her hair is gray?"

"Although the soul does not age, the heart ages while waiting. Miss Peng uses mind magic, and what she is doing is a reflection of her own heart."

"Is that so? I didn't know she knew white magic." Lu Shaohuai was somewhat skeptical of Xu Xian's answer.

“Do you know what innate abilities are? I remember reading in a book when I was studying exorcism that girls chosen as saintesses in Yunnan generally possess an innate ability, equivalent to mind magic in white witchcraft. It's because they possess this ability that they can become messengers of both gods and demons. And this ability can be transferred, and Miss Peng just happened to inherit this innate ability from her mother.” Xu Xian continued explaining. Suddenly, he understood the purpose of Miss Peng's gestures. So that's how it is. If Lu Shaohuai knew…

Xu Xian felt a pang of pity. A hundred years... and this was the result.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Shaohuai was startled when he saw Xu Xian's expression turn somewhat sorrowful.

"You...how do you plan to save Miss Peng?" Xu Xian changed the subject. He thought maybe he was overthinking it. Perhaps the truth wasn't like that.

"Alright. Now it's time for me to start breaking the curse, but before that, I need to borrow something from you." Lu Shaohuai approached Xu Xian step by step.

"What do you want to do?" Xu Xian took several large steps back, quickly increasing the distance between them.

"I've calculated it. To break this curse, one must combine the yin and yang of heaven, earth, and man as a catalyst before the incantation can begin. Wu Xi's birth chart is purely yin, while yours is purely yang. This place and time are also the most concentrated source of yin and yang energy. So I want to borrow your blood." Lu Shaohuai pressed Xu Xian closer and closer.

"You want my blood? Fine, but you have to promise me you'll stay calm no matter what happens." Xu Xian knew that using blood as a medium wouldn't actually require much blood, it would just drain his vital energy. But what he was most worried about was that if the outcome wasn't what Lu Shaohuai expected, Lu Shaohuai might suffer a qi deviation due to the unexpected blow. So he wanted to prepare him mentally first.

But Lu Shaohuai was no longer listening to anything at this moment. Hearing Xu Xian's words of joy that he was willing to donate his blood, he nodded in agreement without thinking.

They stood before Peng Xinrui's grave, each making a long cut on their arm and letting the blood slowly drip onto the grave mound. Lu Shaohuai silently chanted the incantation for the Soul-Gathering Spell.

Five minutes passed. Lu Shaohuai had long since finished chanting the incantation, but the grave remained completely still. This letter was written by Miss Peng to Lu Shaohuai in the night before her death; it read:

"Shao Huai:

By the time you read this letter, I will likely be no longer alive. I've known these past few days that my days are numbered. If I die, do not grieve. It is inevitable. When I learned that my mother's supernatural powers had been passed down to me, I knew I could not escape my status as a saintess. Saintess cannot marry. Losing one's virginity means defiling the divine and will not end well. My birth mother was like that, and so will I. I have passed my spiritual power to you, not so that you may avenge me. Because I know that revenge only leads to more revenge, and you will not be happy living in hatred. I wish you happiness. But I know that if I die, you will soon follow me, perhaps even implicating our poor little daughter. This is the last thing I want to see, so I am telling you I will wait for you to save me. Can you save me? If I were not a saintess, I believe I could wait. But I am. No matter what secret incantation, it is impossible to save someone who has offended the divine. I know that when you read this letter, you will understand this.

To all I can say about my deception is, 'It was all because I love you.' Give yourself a chance. Don't live in the abyss of hatred and memories. I'll keep a lock of my hair and bless you, my love.

Wife: Xinrui"

"Xinrui...why did you do this to me! Why? Why?" Lu Shaohuai tore the letter in his hand to shreds and threw it into the air in a frenzy.

Suddenly, a fierce wind arose again. At this moment, Lu Shaohuai had completely fallen into a state of hysteria. The vengeful spirits he had imprisoned surged out from all directions due to the out-of-control power. Many hands broke out of the earth, trying to break free.

Xu Xian hadn't expected Lu Shaohuai to become so frantic after reading the letter. The scene around him was also extremely horrifying. Unable to think of anything else, he could only begin to silently recite a soothing incantation to help the out-of-control souls find peace.

However, Xu Xian's power was ultimately limited. With cracks about to appear in the space, Xu Xian knew that if he didn't stop them quickly and allow these wronged souls to scatter to the outside world, there would be another bloody storm in the future.

Just when Xu Xian was feeling powerless, a loud and righteous Buddhist chant suddenly rang out.

It was their martial uncle; they had invited him. Luckily, he arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

At this moment, the wronged souls were slowly soothed and liberated by the sacredness of the Buddhist scriptures. Amidst the chanting, Lu Shaohuai gradually calmed down. The sky cleared, and the small hillside seemed to regain the peace and beauty of Lu Shaohuai's childhood. His soul rose slowly with the rise and fall of the Buddhist scriptures. He seemed to see Xinrui waving to him in the distance. There was also his little daughter there. They could finally be happy together.

Xu Xian watched as Lu Shaohuai's soul slowly flew towards the sunlight, a happy smile on his face. He knew Lu Shaohuai must have seen an illusion of his beloved.

At this moment, Xu Xian noticed that his eyes were getting wet.

Sigh, it's better this way. Some things are better left unsaid. In the end, Lu Shaohuai will be reborn into another happy family in his dream of reuniting with his wife and children, then forget all the grudges and entanglements, and start his new life.

In fact, people also need to learn to let go and forget. Only in this way can there be a new beginning.

A new semester—

"Ugh, so boring, so boring, what should I do?" said boy A.

"Let's call and harass those girls," said boy B.

"Snap!"

"Ouch, who hit me?" Boy B shouted.

"I took it."

"You—ah, hello Senior Li!" Boy B was about to yell at him when he saw that it was Li Ke, the student council president and a prominent figure in the school.

"Bored, aren't you? Then let me tell you a story. The story is called 'The Schoolhouse of Wrongfully Killed Souls'," Li Ke said mysteriously.

"Okay, tell us quickly..." Several boys around them swarmed around the student council president as soon as they heard that he was going to tell them a story.

"Here's what happened..."

"Li Ke! We're leaving now!" Xu Xian and his group walked past Li Ke.

"Okay, I'll leave after I finish the story." Li Ke winked at Xu Xian. Xu Xian made a knowing gesture and nudged Zhang Xiaodi, who was peeking in.

"Sigh, that guy's telling stories again. I suggest he become a kindergarten teacher."

"What are you talking about? I've always wanted to know why our library was in ruins when we came back from the holidays?" Wu Xi asked.

"Huh? Have you gotten confused during the holiday? Didn't the school say they were going to renovate the library? Is that why they deliberately canceled it?" Liu Quan tapped Wu Xi on the head.

"Is that so? Haha, I forgot. I've been so forgetful lately." Wu Xi scratched his head sheepishly.

"Alright, alright, let's go eat." Xu Xian changed the subject.

"I love eating, I love eating!" Liu Bin sang his little ditty about eating.

Sigh, this isn't so bad, Xu Xian thought. Erasing their memories is the best option. People have to learn to forget, right? I wonder how Lu Shaohuai is doing now.

"Xu Xian, what are you dawdling about? The braised pork will be gone in a minute!" Zhang Xiaodi shouted at the dazed Xu Xian.

"Oh, you're here." Never mind, time to eat.

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